1) Do or Die is an American rap trio originally from Chicago, Illinois. The group experienced mainstream success with the single "Po Pimp", a collaboration with fellow Chicago rapper, Twista, off the album Picture This, that peaked at #22 on the Billboard Hot 100. Group members are Belo Zero, N.A.R.D. (Niggas Ain't Ready to Die) and AK-47. Belo Zero was a late addition to the group w/ Psycho Drama member Young Buk being an original member. Young Buk never recorded any material w/ the group and Belo Zero was later added to the roster. The trio has sold more than 3 million albums. Alongside Crucial Conflict, another Chicago group with a similar vocal and lyrical style, they helped launch the city's first national hip hop movement.
2) Do Or Die is a Belgian Metal band. They have always been a live band. Formed in 1999 and led by their founder/singer Chris, DO OR DIE always felt comfortable on stage, no matter if it was at the big European festivals, opening for bands such as Hatebreed, Agnostic Front, ProPain and Biohazard or in front of 100 kids in a club, they always put out the same energy as if it was their first show. After the first 7 inch EP "Tears of Rage" (500 copies sold in less than a month) got released, they immediately started playing shows non-stop all over Benelux and France. Their first full length "Heart Full of Pain" came out in 2001 on I Scream Records. More shows/tours followed and they also recorded their second record, "The Meaning of Honor", in the same year, which was released in early 2002.
DO OR DIE then faced a tough period in their career. Half of the band decided to quit in 2003 because of a conflict between their personal lives and the exhausting touring attached to being in DO OR DIE. 2004 saw them return with a new line-up and the loudest comeback imaginable, when they played Pressure Fest, Graspop and Fury Fest on the same weekend. "Tradition" got recorded around that time too and was released in 2005, marking their first effort for Alveran Records and the start of their cooperation with M.A.D. Tourbooking, both of which opened the doors to Germany for the band. One of the guitarists left the band in the same year, but the rest of DO OR DIE, already familiar with throwbacks, were not willing to put it down and continued promoting "Tradition" across Germany, Holland, Poland, Sweden, and well known festivals like the Dour Fest, Pressure Fest, With Full Force and even the Superbowl of Hardcore in New York while at the same time writing songs for a new record.
Come 2008, the new album is all wrapped up, carries the title "Pray for Them" and is scheduled for a release on May 23rd. This record marks a new start for the band with a new face and new strength but still holding on to the roots of the previous releases. Do Or Die are back and determined to take back the crown of European Hardcore - 2008 will see the band touring non-stop with "Pray For Them" in their luggage set to destroy every stage they will enter.
3) Do Or Die is a bay area g-rap group from San Francisco, CA.
4) Do Or Die were a christian pop-punk band from North Shore, Auckland NZ. They played numerous shows and won a competition to record and release a single, however it was never fully completed and instead only a test pressing was released. They had a very short-lived career, lasting only a year or two. Members moved on to play in Scenic Drive, Bright Lights, xSunday Schoolx and Alaska.
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Do Or Die Lyrics
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Verse One: Belo
Since I'm 'Lo let me flex this
If there's somethin on yo' mind recline and check this
Song smooth not reckless
Swing it high and ride from 'Side to Texas
Give the game up since I came up
Blew my name up check out the rhythm
Strike a match to a lighter
A message to a young ridah on the sight of
pimp poetry I make you lighter than a feather in your dime hat
Bitchin to skins, saw that
I can tell you where the mob at
At the click, summer sunnin where the broads at
Diggin all that, smokin weed until they come and we can fall back
Shootin back for the small scratch
Trey-Fo' what you call that?
Pull up my drawers Girbauds and doze to pros got called
by the po-po, save it for the phone doe
Bond DeVille, flossin off behind the wheel it's appeal
Took a chill, but I still had to pose
And if I pause, it's because I left my car and the phone
Chorus: Johnny P
Can you smoke it right
With a playa, like me, and you, oh babe
Can you smoke it right
With a playa, like me, and you
Verse Two: AK-47
See uhh, laid back I'ma let the proper game at two rats
In the roll like two sacks
Dub essential when my homey came up
On the same drug for layin up they holla who that
Double check, just a couple hoes
Tryin to see where my head was at
On some problem shit
Wish to be up within the party shit
With the blunts and Bacardi shit
With the way she was dressed she might as well
had nuttin on your body bitch
Hit the red on my side cause you know how a party get
Nuttin but the proper cheese
To squeeze a little on and scoot on to proper chick
But really doe, once a man advance
and bend blocks smoke the last of these
Pimp cats done CC's
Heavy G's ninety-six flippin clips bout naturally
Bags seized through Darnell
Heavy sacks and drop-tops
Now look on your map and spot
where we, are-I-D, E, and smoke
Chorus
Verse Three: Belo
I, made my money on the DL
Closed shop in the Pontiac we bail
To the mall to ball we're all pall
Cause a brother gonna floss in front of these females
To the retail
Five double oh period double oh these suits
The Girbaud with the boots
Then I scoop, up the loot
Paid the cash and dashed past the lab or the members of
Put my foot in motion, exits the sto' with my brand new gear
Spring game in her ear
Tell her Miss to please me and dance till it'll make me hear
Get her dizzy off the Stanberg
Girlie had to run for months to pump up but I'ma handle her
like a man, I'ma stand if I fall
And when I fall, then the city better make the call
Left the mall, by the minutes of clothes
I suppose I get dressed to impress these hoes
Getty shoe fresh Guess from head to toe
Only wearin in the do' what the playas know
Bet y'all want to see me niggaz want to be me
Never will they pimp free, pimp costs
And I get lost on the slide for the Ave gettin high while we ride
Chorus
[Johnny P]
Can you smoke it right, in the back seat of a Cad'
Choppin up the paper for my homies Do or Die
Whoa yeah, whoahhah, yeah
Can I say it one more time
Can you smoke it right, in the back seat of a Cad'
Choppin up the paper for my homies Do or Die
Whoa yeah, can you smoke it right
with me baby, check it out...
Can you ride right, ride ride ride ride
c'mon girl ride ride ride ride
Can you ride right, ride ride ride ride
c'mon girl ride ride ride ride
Whoa yeah (whoa yeah)
Won't you ride with me baby (won't you ride with me baby)
With my homey Belo
My homey oh yeah, oh yeah, in my ride, c'mon baby, c'mon baby
Check it out
c'mon baby, oh yeah, can you ride with me baby
Ohhhwhoaaaah yeah, come girl
Won't you ride (I gotta know, I gotta know) I want to go
Do you want to go, yeahhh
The first verse of "Playa Like Me and You" by Do or Die featuring Johnny P begins with Belo taking the lead. As he flexes his respect, he invites his listeners to recline and enjoy the smooth and sensible song without being reckless. As the hip-hop duo hails from the Midwest, from where they moved to the Western United States, it has been a journey. Thus, Belo uses the lyrics to invite his audience for a ride "from the 'Side to Texas." The purpose of the music is to influence others in their choices, and Belo says he's decided to give away some game since he made it. The rhythm of the song inspires listeners to flame up, as they light a match and strike it to a lighter. Belo informs other young riders of the lifestyle that comes with pimp poetry, giving them tips on where they can locate the mob at and where the broads are at for the summer sunning click.
The second verse begins with AK-47, who announces that he's laid back during the proper game, with two rats in the roll, like two sacks of dub essential. AK-47's lyrics include a description of how his homeboy and he came across the same drug before laying low to advertise, "holla who that?" He goes on to describe a party where everyone indulges in the right product to ensure that the correct kind of "chick" is present. Once you have found the right female to spend time with, he goes on to elaborate on how good the experience can be. AK-47's first verse ends with the lines, "heavy sacks and drop-tops/ Now look on your map and spot/ where we are-I-D, E and smoke."
Belo returns with his seconds verse of 'Playa Like Me and You' where he describes his financial success on the 'DL' and how they travel in a Pontiac to the mall. When they get to the mall, they are going to wear the latest gear to show off in front of the girls. In the song, Belo explores the lifestyle of a "playa" who is always dressed in fresh clothing from head to toe. That's the way the playas know, and everybody wants to see what they're wearing. Belo's lyrics give a glimpse into the fashion choices of the urban crowd, from sporting Girbaud clothing to wearing Guess from head to toe. The chorus comes in repeatedly after each verse, reminding listeners to keep smoking and riding, especially with a playa like them.
Line by Line Meaning
Since I'm 'Lo let me flex this
As an individual, I am let me show off my skills
If there's somethin on yo' mind recline and check this
If you're bothered by something, relax and listen to this song
Song smooth not reckless
This song is mellow, not wild or crazy
Swing it high and ride from 'Side to Texas
Have fun and enjoy this song from wherever you are
Give the game up since I came up
Let me share my success and knowledge with you
Blew my name up check out the rhythm make them all want to flame up
I made a name for myself and my music is catchy, it gets people excited
Strike a match to a lighter A message to a young ridah on the sight of pimp poetry
My music is lit and appeals to young gangsters who like poetry and pimpin'
I make you lighter than a feather in your dime hat
My words make you feel light and carefree, like a feather in your hat
Bitchin to skins, saw that I can tell you where the mob at
I can hook you up with girls and tell you where the gangsters hang out
Diggin all that, smokin weed until they come and we can fall back
We enjoy everything, especially smoking weed, until the cops come and we have to retreat
Shootin back for the small scratch Trey-Fo' what you call that?
We shoot at each other over petty money, is that what you call gangster?
Pull up my drawers Girbauds and doze to pros got called by the po-po, save it for the phone doe
I pull up my pants and lay low when the cops call, let's talk later
Bond DeVille, flossin off behind the wheel it's appeal Took a chill, but I still had to pose And if I pause, it's because I left my car and the phone
I drive a luxury car, it's attractive. I took a break, but I still had to pose and show off. If I stop, it's because I left my car and my phone
Can you smoke it right With a playa, like me, and you, oh babe With a playa, like me, and you
Can you enjoy smoking weed with me, like the gangster that I am and you are?
See uhh, laid back I'ma let the proper game at two rats In the roll like two sacks
I'm relaxed, but I'm still a player and I'm going to teach you a lesson. I'm riding in the car like two sacks of weed
Dub essential when my homey came up On the same drug for layin up they holla who that
Marijuana is essential for us and when my friend starts selling it, everyone wants to know who he is
Double check, just a couple hoes Tryin to see where my head was at On some problem shit
I'm careful and skeptical of a few girls who are trying to figure me out and start some drama
With the blunts and Bacardi shit With the way she was dressed she might as well had nuttin on your body bitch Hit the red on my side cause you know how a party get
With weed and alcohol, and the way she was dressed, it was like she was naked. I turned up the music on my car because I know how to party
But really doe, once a man advance and bend blocks smoke the last of these Pimp cats done CC's Heavy G's ninety-six flippin clips bout naturally
When a gangster is successful and moves on to other blocks, he smokes the last of his weed and brags about his money and guns
Bags seized through Darnell Heavy sacks and drop-tops Now look on your map and spot where we, are-I-D, E, and smoke
Darnell got caught with drugs. Now we have a lot of money and sports cars. Find us on the map and come smoke with us
I, made my money on the DL Closed shop in the Pontiac we bail To the mall to ball we're all pall Cause a brother gonna floss in front of these females
I made money secretly, then stopped selling drugs from the car. We went to the mall to impress girls with our wealth
To the retail Five double oh period double oh these suits The Girbaud with the boots Then I scoop, up the loot Paid the cash and dashed past the lab or the members of
I bought expensive suits and pants, then I picked up the cash and ran past the store workers and other gangsters
Put my foot in motion, exits the sto' with my brand new gear Spring game in her ear Tell her Miss to please me and dance till it'll make me hear Get her dizzy off the Stanberg Girlie had to run for months to pump up but I'ma handle her like a man, I'ma stand if I fall
I step out of the store wearing new clothes and shoes. I ask a girl to dance and make me feel good. She's so high that she had to work out for months. I'll treat her like a man, I won't give up
And when I fall, then the city better make the call Left the mall, by the minutes of clothes I suppose I get dressed to impress these hoes Getty shoe fresh Guess from head to toe Only wearin in the do' what the playas know
When I get in trouble, the city better come to help me. I left the store in a hurry with even more clothes. I dress nicely to impress girls. I'm wearing fresh shoes and Guess clothes from head to toe, but only what gangsters know about
Won't you ride with me baby (won't you ride with me baby) With my homey Belo My homey oh yeah, oh yeah, in my ride, c'mon baby, c'mon baby
Come ride with me and my friend Belo in my car, baby
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EastSide Tuck
2022 still bangin R.I.P. Johnny P
Catch These Shanahands👊🏾
Maaaan...I'm banging this shit rn #ClassicShit
Merciless Korn
Just here to reminisce back when I was 17 , bumping them 10” subwoofers in the back listening to Do or Die!!
MKCN80
They don’t make music like this anymore. That’s how you know you gettin old. 90’s Rap and R&B was the best. These kids just don’t know.
TL Nino
1993 Acura legend I had with the 12” in the back
Victor S
why reminisce? hop in the ride and go bump it!
Shauna Scott
I'm reminiscing too lol I was 17 too best times
Sterling Lane Jr
2021 STILL my goto chill song. I was a freshman in HS when this dropped. Studied, chilled, drove, worked out, talked to girls on the phone, etc to this song. Love these brothers for being a part of the soundtrack to my coming of age. Shoutout to the Chi from a well traveled brother from NOLA!!!
Supreme 10
I'm from The Bronx NYC I like these guys.
phat sack 420
Love this since I was 20 now 40. Still beating.. always a do or die fan